I am at work early, so I can say hi to all of you!
I’d also like to take a moment and tell you how sweaty I get from walking to work. I’ve never walked to work, so now the act of walking briskly for 20 min in the morning to get here makes me sweat. Then it takes me 20 min to return to a normal temperature. Then I get cold. You’d think being part German would maybe adapt me to cold, but for some reason, unless it is over 25 degrees, I am almost always cold. What’s worse though than coming to work and sitting with sweaty pits from a brisk workout?! Blah! I actually needed to dab off with a tissue yesterday (my forehead, that is)! I should just run into the office and dump the water cooler on myself when I get here.
I would have thought maybe I wouldn’t sweat so much after three weeks, but apparently this will be going on for quite a while….mmmm, who wants to rub up against me? Anyone???
Also, the dogs have been barfing, and I can’t quite figure out what exactly is keeping them on the barf train. I was giving them some of those really crunchy freeze dried liver treats or whatever the hell they are…I think they’re called Barking Mad? Anyhow, since my dogs don’t like to, you know, CHEW, they ended up barfing because the liver thing isn’t digesting because they SWALLOW THEM WHOLE. I feel bad enough when I eat a chip that I haven’t chewed enough. You know what I’m talkin’ about! When you don’t chew it enough and it drags like a rusty razor blade down your esophagus. Shit, I don’t even like to talk about it. That’s how much that sucks. Anyhow, think of swallowing a chip that’s about 5 times as thick without chewing. HOW DO DOGS DO THAT?! Crazy bastards.
Zelda threw up on the sofa, which leads me even further into wanting a leather couch, so at least then I can hose it off! Luckily, Steve found out that someone is renting a steam cleaner in the building, to which I think I heard angels singing out on high. I figure I ought to just steam clean the whole effing apartment. You know, make the most of the rental!